People in Doupo: The beginning of the game intercepts the rich woman Xun'er

Medusa had no way of knowing what Xiao Ling was thinking.

After all, with her current Dou Zun cultivation level, she still has a considerable distance to go before reaching the Half-Saint realm, so she naturally wouldn't think that far ahead.

With the unparalleled bloodline of the Seven-Colored Sky-Devouring Python, coupled with the support of the Seven-Colored Origin Stone previously given by Xiao Ling, she was already fully confident that this was nothing more than the result of time's accumulation.

In her current understanding, breaking through to the Half-Saint realm was already a tremendous leap in strength, something she never dared to even imagine before.

If she knew that after receiving the inheritance, she could ascend to the heavens in one step, directly crossing the insurmountable barrier that had separated countless powerful figures, and breaking through the shackles to reach the realm of a four-star Dou Sheng, then her reaction would not have been merely as moved and shocked as it is now.
Xiao Ling, of course, had no intention of revealing the details.

Such an incredible surprise would lose some of its charm if revealed prematurely. It would be better to keep it in her heart for now, and let her personally experience the profoundness and awe of this opportunity when she goes to the depths of the Nine Netherworlds and touches the inheritance of the Seven-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python clan.

Moreover, the inheritance is inherently connected to her Seven-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python bloodline. No one can steal it, take it away, or make it disappear out of thin air. All she needs to do now is wait for the right opportunity, until Medusa goes to receive the inheritance.

As the excitement in Medusa's eyes gradually faded, Xiao Ling's gaze slowly returned, landing on her beautiful face that combined cold beauty with charm. His eyes softened unconsciously, and a half-smile appeared on his lips.

"After all this commotion, I forgot something important." His voice was very low, with a slightly husky and magnetic quality, as it brushed against Medusa's ear. "We... haven't seen each other in a long time."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Ling tightened his grip on Medusa's waist slightly, the warmth of his palm seeping through the thin fabric, carrying a scorching heat.

Immediately afterwards, that restless hand slowly caressed upwards along her slender waist, its fingertips tracing across her delicate, creamy skin, causing Medusa's body to tremble slightly.

Nestled in his arms, Medusa was still immersed in the shock of the inheritance when she was startled by the sudden touch. She looked up and met Xiao Ling's increasingly deep eyes, where the emotions surging were so intense that they were hard to dispel. Even though the two were already an old married couple, her pretty face still couldn't help but blush.

"What...what are you doing?" Medusa's voice was barely audible, tinged with a hint of panic. She instinctively raised her hand to slap his hand away, but when her fingertips touched his wrist, she softened her grip. "The children are still here."

Although her words carried a hint of reproachful rejection, her slightly flushed ears and the unconscious way she leaned closer to him had already revealed her tacit consent.

Xiao Ling chuckled softly, the vibrations of his chest traveling through their skin. He leaned closer, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe, his tone full of tender indulgence: "What are you afraid of? The little ones are sleeping soundly, they won't wake up."

His fingertips became increasingly unrestrained, gently tracing the delicate lines of Medusa's jawline. As he watched the shyness and affection rising in her eyes, the longing in his heart surged forth like a tidal wave.

Medusa's heart trembled slightly at Xiao Ling's actions, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes at him. There was no anger in her eyes, but rather a hint of coquettish complaint.

She stopped struggling and let Xiao Ling hold her, burying her face in his chest. Her voice was muffled, carrying a hint of embarrassment and annoyance, yet also a hidden joy: "You just know how to fool around..."

A warm atmosphere quietly spread throughout the room, and even the moonlight outside the window seemed to be tinged with an ambiguous halo.

Xiao Ling's fingertips, burning hot, slowly traced Medusa's delicate, porcelain-like waistline, causing her body to tremble slightly and her breathing to become rapid and shallow.

As Xiao Ling moved, Medusa's gauze dress was gently removed from her shoulders, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin. Moonlight streamed through the window lattice, casting a hazy, alluring glow upon it, and even the graceful curve of her neck exuded captivating charm.

His palms grew increasingly hot, his fingertips barely brushing against her delicate collarbone, causing Medusa's eyelashes to tremble slightly, her originally cool eyes to become misty and watery, and her ears to turn so red they almost bled.

Just as the enchanting atmosphere was about to spread, Medusa suddenly grabbed Xiao Ling's wrist, which was trying to continue causing trouble. With her remaining rationality, she bit her reddened lips and looked up at Xiao Ling.

In those misty eyes, shyness and affection intertwined, and even her voice trembled slightly as she softly said, "Wait, no... not here."

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze falling on her daughter sleeping soundly on the bed. Her pretty face burned even hotter, and her voice, barely audible, carried a hint of obvious innuendo.

"Xi'er is still here...we...we'll go somewhere else."

As she finished speaking, the strength in her grip on Xiao Ling's wrist softened, and the tender affection in her eyes revealed the deep longing in her heart.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Ling's eyes darkened suddenly, and the emotions surging in his eyes intensified. He immediately bent down, wrapped his long arms around Medusa's slender body, and lifted her up by the waist.

Medusa let out a soft moan, instinctively reaching out her arms to tightly embrace his neck, burying her head in his warm chest. The unique, comforting scent emanating from him filled her nostrils, a mixture of shyness and excitement causing even her fingertips to blush slightly.

Xiao Ling lowered his head, his nose brushing against Medusa's soft hair, a gentle smile playing on his lips, and tightened his arms around her.

The next moment, the space around him distorted slightly, and a faint ripple spread out quietly. The two figures disappeared from the spot in the quiet night.

When they reappeared, the two were already in a side hall of Medusa's luxurious palace.

There was no trace of anyone else here, only a room filled with tranquility and ambiguity.

Xiao Ling carefully placed Medusa on the soft bed, leaned down and gazed at her, his fingertips gently tracing her flushed cheeks.

Medusa looked up at Xiao Ling, her eyes misty with tears. Gone was the usual queenly coldness; instead, a hint of girlish shyness and tenderness appeared.

No words are needed; the longing for a long-awaited reunion has already transformed into a silent, tender embrace.

Xiao Ling leaned down and kissed away the faint redness at the corner of Medusa's eye. The latter also took the opportunity to raise her hand and hook her neck, burying herself even deeper into the embrace she had longed for.

The moonlight outside the window grew softer, quietly flowing through the window frame and enveloping the two figures, who were intertwined, in a hazy glow.

The hardships of wandering far from home, the loneliness of being alone in an empty room, were all quietly soothed at this moment by each other's body heat and heartbeats.

That night, Xiao Ling slept exceptionally soundly.

The tender warmth of their long-awaited reunion, the deep affection he shared with his beloved wife, all transformed into the most comforting solace in his dreams, dispelling all the fatigue from his days of travel, and leaving a satisfied smile on his lips.

Just as she was lost in a sweet dream, savoring the tenderness of that moment, a slight stinging pain suddenly shot through her arm.

Xiao Ling frowned slightly, his consciousness slowly pulling away from the chaotic dream. He groggily opened his heavy eyelids, his sleepy eyes still carrying a hint of lingering laziness.

As his vision gradually cleared, he saw that Medusa beside him was already fully dressed, having shed her delicate and tender demeanor from the previous night and regained a touch of queenly aloofness and dignity.

She was standing with her arms crossed, staring at him with a half-smile, her bright eyes still holding a hint of lingering resentment.

Xiao Ling subconsciously raised his hand to rub his sleepy eyes, his gaze sweeping across the still not fully bright sky outside the window before turning to look at Medusa beside him, his voice still carrying a hint of languid hoarseness from just waking up: "Why are you up so early? It's not even fully light yet."

Medusa rolled her eyes at him, her cool voice carrying a hint of reproach.
"Do you think everyone is like you, only caring about their own comfort? That little Xi'er always wakes up early. If she wakes up and can't see me, she'll probably cry and look for her mother again. You, as her father, don't worry about this at all."

Xiao Ling was speechless for a moment after hearing these words, then touched his nose and gave a slightly embarrassed smile.
"It's just that... I haven't fully adapted to the role of a father yet, so I really didn't think about these things for a moment. It's my fault, my fault, I'll definitely pay attention in the future."

Seeing his expression, Medusa's anger lessened slightly, but she still maintained a stern face, arms crossed, her tone carrying an unyielding seriousness.
"Then listen to me carefully, you must adapt as soon as possible! From now on, Xi'er and that little Devouring Python will both need your care as their father."

Xiao Ling chuckled softly, threw off the thin blanket, and got out of bed. Medusa stepped forward, reached out and picked up a robe from the side, her movements gentle yet skillful.

She first straightened his inner garment, and as her fingertips brushed against his shoulder, she subconsciously smoothed out the slightly wrinkled fabric. Then she picked up his outer robe and slowly put it on him, her fingertips occasionally brushing against his warm skin with a touch of unintentional intimacy.

As he fastened his belt, Xiao Ling looked at Medusa's lowered eyes, a smile playing in his eyes. He reached out and grasped her wrist, his tone carrying a hint of confident smugness.
"Don't worry, our precious daughter is definitely a sensible and considerate girl. She will never cause us too much worry."

Medusa didn't struggle. Instead, she shook her head helplessly, a faint smile playing on her lips, her tone carrying a hint of knowing indulgence: "I hope so."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them stepped out of the side hall and walked slowly along the quiet corridor toward the main palace not far away.

The soft light of dawn shone through the carved window lattice, casting dappled shadows on the ground and elongating the figures of the two walking side by side, creating a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

As the two slowly pushed open the main door of the palace, the faint light of dawn seeped in through the crack, dispelling some of the gloom inside and casting dappled shadows on the floor.

Xiao Ling and Medusa exchanged a glance and then entered the hall together. Almost simultaneously, their gazes fell on the petite figure on the bed.

At this moment, Xiao Xi'er was still fast asleep, a faint smile on her delicate face, her lips slightly upturned, and she occasionally smacked her lips. Judging from her appearance, she was probably having a sweet dream, even her brows were relaxed, and she looked serene and peaceful.

Perhaps because of its more sensitive perception as a magical beast, the seven-colored Devouring Python wrapped around Xi'er's chubby arm seemed to sense something and slowly opened its sleepy eyes.

Those dark, lustrous pupils first looked around in confusion, but when they saw the two familiar figures standing side by side at the entrance of the palace, they instantly burst into a joyful light.

It gently slid off Xi'er's arm, afraid of disturbing the sleeping little one, and then its figure, like a streak of seven-colored light, joyfully pounced towards Xiao Ling.

Seeing this, Xiao Ling, who was already prepared, stretched out one hand and steadily held it in his palm.

The little guy affectionately rubbed against his fingertips, then playfully raised its head, flicked its bright red tongue, and gently licked his cheek, making Xiao Ling chuckle.

He reached out a finger and gently tapped the little Devouring Python's forehead, his tone full of doting laughter: "Little guy, it seems you slept quite well this time, you're so energetic."

Xiao Ling teased the seven-colored little Devouring Python in his palm with his fingertips, watching it wriggle happily in his hand, his eyes full of smiles.

After playing around for a while, he stopped and smiled at Medusa beside him. The two walked slowly toward the bed and finally stood side by side on the edge of the bed.

Perhaps it was the commotion caused by the little Devouring Python, or perhaps it was the sound of their footsteps that disturbed the little one's light sleep, but Xiao Xi'er, who was already close to waking up, trembled her eyelashes a few times and unconsciously rubbed her eyes with her chubby little hands before slowly opening her sleepy eyes.

Her dark, round eyes, still dazed from just waking up, darted around in confusion before, as if drawn by something invisible, fixed her gaze on the two figures before her bed.

Unlike her usual self, who would wake up calling for her mother in a childish voice and reaching out for a hug, this time, Xiao Xi'er's clear eyes looked past Medusa beside her and stared intently at the tall and slender figure next to her. Her little mouth was slightly open, as if she recognized something, or as if she hadn't quite come to her senses yet. She looked incredibly cute.

"Daddy?"

The soft, childlike voice, tinged with a hint of innocent confusion yet imbued with a deep-seated conviction, drifted lightly into the hall.

Xiao Xi'er blinked her still watery eyes as she gazed at the tall, imposing figure. The image of her mother, whom she often mentioned, gradually overlapped with the person before her. Even she herself felt a little bewildered when she uttered the name.

These words were like a fine needle, gently piercing the softest spot in Xiao Ling's heart. He was slightly taken aback at first, the smile in his eyes instantly vanished, replaced by a surge of emotion and bitterness, even his breath caught in his throat.

The next moment, he could no longer restrain himself. He strode forward, carefully cradling the soft little one in his arms. His fingertips gently brushed her delicate cheeks, his voice slightly hoarse, yet filled with tenderness.
"My dear daughter, Daddy has come to see you." (End of Chapter)